Old Uncle Gen glanced at the empty wooden table, and said in a vigorous voice to Ye Jian gently: "Girl, who are they, you will know in the future. Other grandpas dare not say, but you live here, absolutely I won’t be aggrieved at all."
Grievance... She won't let herself be wronged anymore!
Ye Jian nodded lightly. After thinking about it seriously, he blinked playfully, "Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense."
There is no shortage of smart people in this world. What is lacking is people who are thoughtful. Master Gen laughed loudly, and looked at Ye Jian with a more kind look, "Okay, Grandpa is waiting for you to go home."
After Ye Jian walked out, Hei Ga who had left suddenly appeared again, and Old Uncle Gen gave her a smile, "Aren't you scared just now? Didn't you scare?"
The underage Tibetan mastiff is stronger than an adult dog. Ye Jian glanced at it, pursed his mouth and smiled: "I'm not afraid, any spiritual dog will recognize its owner."
"The girl is a courageous person, but this is not a dog, it is a Tibetan mastiff, a very spiritual Tibetan mastiff." Seeing her face calm, Uncle Gen became more happy in his heart, "Let it smell Smell your smell, and when you go home, it will recognize you."
He just slapped his palms, and Hei Ga, who heard the applause, reacted extremely quickly, as if he had received professional training, he rushed over.
"Come on, Hei Ga, smell the smell of your little master." Master Gen bent down and gently stroked Hei Ga's head, motioning Ye Jian to stretch out his hand and let it smell the smell.
Ye Jian was very bold and stretched out his hand directly to the pointed mouth of Hei Ga's canine teeth, "Hei Ga, I am Ye Jian, please take care of you in the future."
Recognizing the master is not an immediate matter. The Tibetan mastiff only recognizes one master in its lifetime, and then let it recognize the master, only the spiritual Tibetan mastiff will have two times.
Hei Hao didn't immediately smell Ye Jian's scent, but shook his hair, arrogantly like a general, first turned around Ye Jian's feet a few times, whimpering and sniffing from time to time.
He smelled and whispered. After three minutes, he lowered his head and rubbed Ye Jian's little feet, and lay down gently, which was to recognize the Lord.
Ye Jian was happy when Hei Ga recognized the Lord, but Sun Dongqing walked more than half a circle around the village.
Early in the morning, anxious and angry, she walked out of sweat.
Damn girl, where did you die! It's okay to wander under the eyelids all day long, and look for her whenever there is a problem, but there is no ghost.
After looking around, Sun Dongqing stood on the Tiandi and cursed. With sharp eyes, she finally saw Ye Jian standing on the bank of the pond above.
She saw her eyeballs moved slightly. She was angrily pulling her throat and let out a sharp scream, "Jane, what are you going to do! Come back! Come back soon."
"Haida, Haida, hurry up, pull girl Jane! Dead girl, I can't think of it, this is going to jump into the pond!"
With a hoe on his shoulder, the villager who happened to pass by the pond heard that he had lost the hoe, and his footsteps had fallen a few times. The iron pliers-like hand suddenly pulled Ye Jian aside.
It was probably frightened, so strong that she almost planted Ye Jian, even herself and herself, into the paddy field below.
"Uncle Hai, be careful." Ye Jian responded quickly, and pulled the middle-aged man in the paddy field as he watched as he was about to plant, "I just came out of the house and was stunned by my aunt."
The middle-aged man only felt a cry of cold sweat from his back. Hearing Ye Jian's words, his face was not very good, "Your aunt, who is screaming all day long! People will be scared to death by her. NS."
Then he said: "You girl, didn't you fainted yesterday from a fall? Why don't you lie down at home! Why did you run to the pond?"